Catherine's POV
The pounding of my heart seemed deafening as I pushed deeper into the heart of the forest. Every step I took seemed to echo my confusion—these past few days had been nothing short of a whirlwind. My grandmother had given me shelter, but her advice confused me. She urged me to find my own kind, those wolves she claimed were part of a bloodline thought extinct.
The words she had spoken haunted me. "They're hiding, Catherine. People will do anything to extract their power... just like your father and Ann tried. You’ve always been special, and now, you're awakening."
It had made sense, in a twisted way. The strange powers I had started to manifest—powers that terrified me—felt like a revelation. But a revelation of what? What was I becoming? And more importantly, who was I?
